From Cultivator to Widow

Su An put the beans in the pot, and then stir-fried the soaked fungus and oil residue together, the oil was sizzling, arousing the appetite.

In this fragrance, Zhang Weiguo squatted in front of the stove and focused on watching the fire. Now he needs to be quiet and think about how many things he didn't know happened in the past when he didn't know it.

I really want to know, but my mother said, "I think about it myself, I will tell you when I understand it."

Did he use his mother to tell him after he figured it out? He sighed at the glowing red flames.

He knew that the sauce made by his mother was always delicious, and his mother was good at hunting and picking herbs. Most of the more precious herbs were picked by his mother. Yes, a low price does not necessarily mean an acquisition, and when it comes to hunting, he asked his uncle, his uncle, and others to compare secretly, and his mother's harvest frequency was a lot higher than them, which is obvious. On the face, in the dark?

What the **** did he do in places he didn't know about?

He didn't say it before. It must be because he was too young. Now that he is in junior high school and graduated from elementary school, this also means that he is an adult, right? That's why he told himself?

No no no.

He rested his chin in his hand and stared absently at the flames.

He has also been in junior high school for a while, and his mother has not spoken to him. This time, he will tell him that it is because he mentioned the black market that his mother said it.

Is it up to him to find out?

What has he not found yet?

As long as he finds out, his mother won't hide it from him. If he doesn't find out, his mother won't tell him. Is that what you mean?

Is it because he is afraid of being impulsive, afraid that he will do something bad without knowing it? In the final analysis, it is still not sharp enough, and maybe it is partly because this is a relative of his own, and he will not get to the bottom of it?

While he was thinking about the major events in his life, Su An had already prepared dinner for today.

Zhang Anguo, Zhang Weiguo, and Zhang Dingguo came back one after another laughing and joking.

They went to the creek to touch crabs together. There is a small local blue crab by the creek and pond here. The biggest one is the size of a baby's fist. Children go to catch it for fun, not for eating, but after a mother steamed a crab for them once, they fell in love with this fierce food. Although the shell is very hard and the meat is very little, it is really It's very sweet! The taste is so good that they are willing to work a little harder and grab them carefully to satisfy their appetite.

Because this thing is not included in the recipe of humans, some children will catch it and play, so the crabs here are still quite big, they caught a bucket full, but you can see the bottom by shaking the water. It's not crabs at all, but mussels, and some not-so-small stone snails.

The mussels and stone snails are removed from the sediment, and stir-fried with peppers, mint, etc., which is another delicious dish.

The crabs would crawl out, they changed a bucket, poured water, then covered a sieve with holes for ventilation, and finally pressed a stone to stop them from "jailbreaking" and leaving.

Zhang Baoguo came back to his senses and reminded them, "Leave the mussels from before with this one."

The ones I caught before can be eaten, but the ones I just touched now have to soak for two days to spit out the mud.

Su An looked at the quantity: "Tomorrow, pack some and take them to your grandfather's house and your grandmother's house."

Zhang Weiguo looked at it and thought it was feasible: "Okay." If he can't finish it all at once, then give some to his grandfather and grandparents.

Zhang Anguo remembered: "Mom, if my grandmother said I still have some chili peppers, I'll give her some."

Su An hummed: "You can pick some up tomorrow and bring it with you."

There are three small peppers with amazing spiciness planted on the side of the yard. They have no tradition of eating spicy food in this place. Many people can't eat spicy food. Eat, some people are happy while breathing spicy.

Su Qianming and Tian Siyi both liked it very much, and so did their two grandsons, but they planted one by themselves, and it was not spicy enough.

It was obviously also the seed that my daughter brought, but after planting it, it didn't seem to be of the same species.

Zhang Baoguo used to run errands mostly, but now he is at home in the morning and evening, and his younger brother takes over the errands.

Zhang Weiguo: "Tomorrow I will go to Grandpa's place, just in time to see my little cousin." He still likes himself so much.

Zhang Anguo and Zhang Dingguo looked at each other: "Let's go to Grandpa and Grandma's place."

Today's dinner is a fried bean, a fried fungus with oil residue, a cold bean skin, and a kelp and soybean soup.

If the oil is not counted, it is the oil residue in the fungus that counts as a meat dish. Sufen is counted and placed, two per person.

Zhang Weiguo saw something soaking in the corner of the kitchen.

"Mom, what are you going to eat tomorrow?"

"Make mung bean dumplings."

The mung bean dumplings made of glutinous rice are small, soft and glutinous, and have the fragrance of mung bean. Zhang Weiguo can eat five in one go.

Zhang Anguo and Zhang Dingguo are different, they can eat ten in one go!

After dinner, Su An took out a can of fruit.

At this time, the price of canned fruit is relatively expensive. No matter what kind of fruit is in it, each one costs at least one piece. For ordinary families, it is definitely a luxury.

There are not many types of canned fruits in their supply and marketing cooperatives, the most common ones are oranges, pears, lychees, and mangoes.

Lychees and mangoes are both southern fruits, but northern oranges and pears are not available on their side.

This time, Su An brought out this type of canned strawberry that was not sold at all.

She made it herself.

For canned strawberries, the four brothers all expressed their love, but the love expressed by the twin brothers was more obvious.

My mother also used a wooden box to grow some strawberries in the room, but the strawberries that are made into canned fruit are different from the strawberries that are eaten raw. The ones that are picked directly are sweet and sour, and after making canned fruit, , Because of the sugar, only half of the sour and ninety-five points of sweetness are left.

This taste, the twins could not resist.

The canned strawberry appeared, and the eyes of the four people were bright, and then each of them divided the bottle of canned food equally.

Sweet and delicious!

Scooping the sweet juice into his mouth, Zhang Baoguo suddenly thought to himself, were these canned fruits really sent by Dad's comrades in the army?

No, Mom got it from "friendship and mutual help" with others, right?

Just borrowed the name, gave them a proper identity, and then took it out for them to eat, right?

Lying on the same bed with his second brother at night, Zhang Baoguo put his hand on the back of his head, looking at the faint light by the window, he couldn't sleep.

He is now in junior high school, not too young, but he still sleeps with his second brother, and the twins sleep in another room.

He is now thinking about things on the educated youth point. On the educated youth point, the one who knows their family the most is Xie Rui Xie eldest brother.

Brother Xie often "places orders" with his mother as a representative of the educated youth point, explaining what kind of sauce they want, and then prepares the materials himself. The materials will be more, and the rest is their hard work. This is now, before.

He tried hard to recall, at the beginning, some people didn't bring the materials, so what did they use in exchange?

He thought hard and remembered it. It seems that when the three aunts and the others came in that year, new educated youths joined, so they changed the mode, and then it has continued to the present. However, those are other people, and Big Brother Xie will often take some Something else comes over.

After the second brother helped him take out the book that time, he sent things more often than ever.

Why change?

Is it because the newcomers do not know their character and are afraid that they will report it?

Things that he hadn't thought about before, now that he thinks back, he faintly discovered something...

In the morning, Zhang Baoguo was the first to go out. He left earlier than his mother and the others to arrive at the school before class.

After he left for a while, Su Hui and the other three went to elementary school.

After school at noon, Su An went into the kitchen, and the three of them helped.

After lunch was settled, the twins went to take a nap, and Zhang Weiguo did his homework. Not long after, Zhang Fenghua came and looked at the second aunt who was writing with some admiration.

She knew that the second aunt went to take the high school exam this summer.

In another year, you may be able to get a high school diploma.

The two quietly wrote their homework together.

After sleeping for about half an hour, the twins woke up and joined the study team.

Zhang Fenghua finished her homework and completed the questions written by her second aunt. Seeing that it was almost time, she was ready to go back and do something else. It was time to gather in the afternoon to earn work points.

Zhang Weiguo stopped her: "Wait, I'll go back with you."

He went to the kitchen and took out a small bucket: "Let's go."

Zhang Fenghua probed: "What is this?"

"The mussel we touched yesterday."

Clams, in her long-standing impression, the ones made by grandma and mother are completely different from those made by the second aunt.

The ones made by grandma and the others are fishy and tough, those made by the second aunt are fragrant and spicy, and they can't stop.

The difference between the two is the pepper.

Since the addition of chili, they have subverted their impression of it.

Anyone who sees a mussel will not let it go.

But even grandparents don't like to eat, parents don't like to eat, just a few of them like to eat, oh, my uncle and aunt also like to eat.

She looked out and said, "I'm going to pinch some peppers."

Zhang Anguo raised his head: "Don't pick too much." I have to give it to my grandmother, and I have to eat it at home.

Zhang Fenghua nodded: "I know, just add a few more, we can't stand it." Too spicy.

They carried it back together.

Seeing what it was, Li Manfen: "..."

This thing is also loved by the grandson, otherwise she would rather smash it and feed the chickens.

Adding chili and other seasonings is delicious. Correspondingly, the oil should not be less. How can the fragrance come out without adding oil?

Every time she did it, she felt sorry for her oil jar.

She suddenly had an idea: "You go and ask your uncle to see if he wants it, and if he wants, give him half."

The two oil tanks are shared, and the fuel consumption can also be reduced.

Zhou Xiaoqing wants it.

So Zhang Gui came to get it.

He glanced at the size of the mussel: "Where did you touch it? The last time I touched it, it was not as big as this."

Zhang Weiguo giggled: "Luckily, I found the nest, and all the big ones were touched."

"Okay, I'll take half of it, and I'll share some of the peppers."

The area where Zhou Xiaoqing is located is spicy. She was not used to eating spicy food when she first came here, but now she grows chili by herself, and there is a problem. Most of the time, she relies on the chili sauce and dried chili sent by her parents to solve the taste problem.

Want to eat fresh chili, difficult.